The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 330 The Grand Finale (14)
As soon as Meng Xin stomped on her high heels, she was about to rush towards Shen Yue.Wang Qixiong suddenly remembered Shen Lue's identity, and thought of Tang Song, a stern man, so he quickly winked and asked the people around him to stop the eldest lady.

"Meng Xin... I won't say it." Shen Lue was knocked to the ground, his ankle hurt badly, and his hair was a little disheveled.

Meng Xin struggled and wanted to rush over, but was stopped by someone.

"You won't say? You won't say anything? What do you know?" She suddenly laughed sadly, and she burst into tears, "It's all you, Shen Lue! It's all your fault! I was the only one who was hurt by this bastard, this bastard... ..."

She pointed at Wang Qixiong, weeping uncontrollably.It was because of Shen Lue that she offended Tang Song, because Shen Lue's so-called father failed to treat her as a courtesan, and even vented all his anger on her.

She hates, hates so much!What she hates the most is that she was forced to give birth to that evil son, just because it was a son, and just because her own mother didn't want to give up her position as the main wife to a wild woman outside.

So she deserves to be used?Deserving to be sacrificed?Do you deserve to be despised by the world?Even her favorite boy!
Big brother Wang Qixiong has been working for a long time, and he has also come up on airs. He slapped Meng Xin on the face: "Who the hell are you calling a jerk?"

There was a crisp slap, and when he was about to slap the second time, A Bing, who was behind him with a gloomy face, pinched his arm tightly, and Wang Qixiong scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, everything went wrong today, right? !"

"Seventh brother, don't be impulsive, Miss is not in good health." Brother Bing said with his head down, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

Wang Qixiong spat angrily, like a Sichuan opera changing face, and looked at Shen Lue shyly in an instant: "Miss Shen, why are you here this time...?"

Shen Lue knew that this tutoring was a waste of time, she would never come to teach Wang Pandi again, the housekeeper explained in a low voice, and Wang Qixiong said again: "A Bing, send someone to send Miss Shen back."

A Bing glanced at Shen Lue who was standing up from the ground, his eyes were gloomy and frightening.

Shen Lue slowly stood up from the ground, and quickly said, "No need."

Later, she insisted on walking by herself. She was going to try her luck to see if there was a taxi with the wind to return to the city. She limped along the icy road and was out of breath, but she didn't see half of them.

In the evening, the sky began to snow, sparse snowflakes, dancing with the wind like white elves.

After walking for more than 40 minutes in the light snow, she passed the familiar intersection leading to the white villa. She unconsciously raised her eyes and saw a cold white wall in the wind and snow.

The icy downhill road was rather slippery. She had already chosen to walk on the grass next to the street trees, but she accidentally sprained and fell to the ground.

While squatting on the side of the road rubbing her knees, suddenly a car sped past her.

Shen slightly turned back subconsciously, the black Maimach slowed down, and then fell back again.

The car window was lowered, his face was like the frost of the twelfth lunar month, icy, and he looked at her mockingly: "What? Can't bear me? Come back and have a look?"

She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, nor did she look at the fashionable girl with exquisite make-up on the co-pilot who was smiling provocatively at her.Helping the little tree to stand up slowly, he staggered and continued to walk forward in small steps.

Tang Song cursed in a low voice, so annoyed that he didn't want to bother her, the exhaust pipe roared, and it drove up the mountain again.

Shen Lue's nose felt sore and sore as if he had choked on pepper water, and then the soreness pierced the tear duct, and his vision became hazy.She took a breath of the cold air, and moved slowly with heavy steps.

Immediately after was another car, which was also very familiar. Meng Zixiao's Land Rover also lowered the window and said in a strange way: "Hey? Isn't this Shen Xiaolue from the Chenghu Lake back then?"

(End of this chapter)